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I'm sorry if you don't like me
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like my art
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like my friends
Juts deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like it when I sing
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like who I am
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't understand me
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry that I like you
Just deal with it ok
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like my art
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like my friends
Juts deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like it when I sing
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't like who I am
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if you don't understand me
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you
Just deal with it ok
I'm sorry that I like you
Just deal with it ok
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How i love to weave that hair of yours
How i love to weave that hair of yours,
Placidly combing and gently flowing.
Moving the brush all the way to the ground.
Golden strands weave their way through the
Rough spikes and smooth themselves out.
Gradually i hold a bundle and another and twist them
Into a beautiful tail. Every pearly bead threaded through smiles.
The rubies enthreaded into your hair gleam and adorn it.
Glorious garnets and amethysts twist into a silver crown.
Placing it upon your head i smile at you.
Eyes of lilac, hiding underneath long black lashes, greet mine.
Skin as pale as the feathers of doves, streaching out her hand.
Let us go my dear. Let us sha
Literature
A HeartBroken Angel
"Heartbroken angel here on its knees, broken wings it sits here and pleads.
It wants to go back, it wants to fly high...but here it will stay, here it will die.
Behind this mask, behind this fake smile you see, is a heartbroken angel and a lonely demon on their knees.
She cries and she lies, pretending to be happy
But its clear how she suffers, to see the ones she loves, leave them for another.
But she'll never tell the truth, she'll never let anyone see...that behind that mask, is misery.
Can't you see the hurt in her eyes, all this comes from you and your lies.
You stand there and watch, as she sits there and cry. Its because of you
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Forgotten
Familiar faces all around,
But all that I can do is frown
Because they all just pass me by
Without a single passing "hi."
To make matters worse, everyone is in a clique
And I am never their first pick;
Somehow I'm always pushed aside
And always left aloneto die.
I never know what there is to do
So I sit here like a forgotten shoe.
I'm left behind once again,
Left alone to rot in my own sin.
So I'll sit here under my favorite tree,
And write my heartbroken poetry.
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I wrote this because I............like some one but I don't know if he likes me back and I don't know how to talk to guys that I like........ So I don't know if I should tell him or not ahhh why must I feel this way.........................................
BY THE WAY I DIDN'T MAKE THE PICTURE
BY THE WAY I DIDN'T MAKE THE PICTURE
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wow, :'''''''(
I loved it, sad yet sweet.
I loved it, sad yet sweet.